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Sunday, 17 November 2013

Birmingham Fetish Weekend

I was surprised to see that it's been a few weeks since my last post - it's not like I've had a particularly quiet time. Sometimes it's worrying how fast time flies though - I must be having fun!

Well, I certainly have been having some fun this weekend. Heading down to Birmingham via the M6 on a Friday afternoon is never a good idea, as any travellers on that particular motorway section will tell you - so there had to be a very good reason to attempt it. And of course there was.

This weekend saw the first ever Birmingham Fetish Weekend, spread from Friday night through to Sunday evening, and there hasn't been anything on the fetish scene tried on this scale since the brilliant Skin Two weekends in London a few years ago.

Skin Two holding their own event as part of the weekend celebrations on the Friday was enough to get me packing my latex outfit and brave the southbound journey to Birmingham.

An early arrival at the hotel meant a few hours of rest - much needed for the event ahead. I had already decided to wear my new girdle and nipple pasties from Arcanum Accessories and a matching top and stockings made to match courtesy of Cathouse in Liversedge. So, fully dressed (well, there wasn't a lot to the outfit, but know what I mean), shined to a shimmering sheen and high heeled boots laced on it was time to grab a taxi and head over to the party.

There was a brief point of nerves when, dropped at Lower Essex Street (the location of the nightclub), the venue appeared to have disappeared. Walking around Birmingham in my, er, slightly revealing outfit wasn't something I was looking forward to. I stopped to ask some doormen standing around outside a club where the Karbon nightclub was. "Here," replied one of them. It appeared that since the original tickets being printed that the nightclub had simply changed it's name. Appropriately, it was now called DV8, and it was very nice to step into the warmth of the club away from the chill of the November night.

Readers of this blog will know that I love the 30's, 40's glamour, style and music, but being a Libran this has to be balanced by another side - and this is my somewhat 'darker side' of fetish clubs, BDSM, the pounding pulse of sweaty rock clubs and very inappropriate sexual deviancy. So, to walk through the club entrance and into the pneumatic metal dance of Rammstein was heavenly (and I love Snow White in that video!). Straight after Rammstein it was over to shock-rocker Marilyn Manson to keep the dancefloor full and heaving with latex and leather-clad bodies. Sometimes, you just know it's going to be a great night...

Along with the dance area, there was a burlesque area (featuring Natsumi Scarlett - I never get tired of lusting after her) and a dungeon/play area too. I was, at one point, roped in to help the compere on stage, trying to pick out the kinks of various audience members. One stunning and very pierced amazon admitted that my guess of 'needle-play' was correct. She certainly had a few piercings that I'd have loved to have played with. One chap, rather predictably given his servile attitude to me, was into female domination and submission. It was a bit easy - but one chap dressed in 'steam-punk' attire had me a little baffled - no visual clues at all. It turned out his kink was 'pleasuring others'. Two out of three ain't bad, as Meatloaf once said.

Later on, back on the dancefloor, I saw a young man walking over to me. "Are you from Manchester?" he asked, trying to be heard over the throbbing speakers. "Oh-oh," I thought, "how does he know me?" I said yes, and he replied that he has spotted me a few times at a rock club in Manchester. He then called over his gorgeous blonde girlfriend, M and introduced us. I was very quickly having a very close dance with her, so close in fact that her tight latex outfit pulled off one of my nipple pasties. "Oh, fuck it," I thought, and pulled the other off, too. Very soon we were having a very hot and sexy kiss, sliding our hands over each others bodies. Yes, this was turning out to be a great night.

By 2.00am the club had quietened down a little, and with the burlesque acts finished the small stage area was turned over to an impromptu photo area. With my naked breasts now fully on show, I was asked to pose for a number of photographers with a few other sexy ladies - no doubt those photos will be doing the rounds on the internet in a week or so! I sneaked a quick one myself (ooer, missus!) in one of the little seated booths in the burlesque area...

Taking your own photos is slightly against the rules, but then I'm a girl that doesn't always abide by them. 2.30am arrived and it was time to head back to the hotel. Overall, a brilliant night, and the only down-side was that my other plans meant I couldn't enjoy any of the other delights that the weekend was offering. Next year will be different if they host it again, and I will make sure that I stay over in Birmingham to make full use of the events.

This week's Picture Of The Week is, of course, taken from the night - in fact, taken when I arrived back at the hotel (minus nipple-pasties!). A 'quickie', as it were, but I know there a few fans out there of luscious female curves and latex.